Helenabw-stock

here this is all I have it's nothing much I know just thought I'd drop by and see how you've been, see the marks she's made in your back, hear about what I lost in the winter no no it was the weekend before Halloween but that field smelt like snow and even without glasses the stars yeah they're still burning in my mind. and then I looked up and met your mouth halfway yeah I don't think the stars have ever been as bright as the winter night we first kissed, and I was in your mother's jacket she left in the car. it's nothing much at all I know just a jumble of words messy sloppy but I swear that I mean them. that has to mean something because